(no subject)
If your reading this out there and you want this to be about you, let it, for it is only you that i hope is reading this, its you i want confirmation from, its your eyes i wish to see, and clear all the absurdity away, its you who i would see when all the ash and dust had blown away, its you who tonight and all nights, keeps me sane, though your not here. I do wish you were. But now is not our time, it was there and left and now i only wait for you to come again. With us it was in the cosmos, with love like necters flowing, and kisses that wraped the world, a skip in the beat, in suspended time. Let us be again.
Happy Holidays, Everyone.
love